Tommy and Devin

It was a crisp fall morning, I was out in the field closest to the barn, Maryann had some paperwork that needed signing and she was bringing it towards me, as I went to meet her, I walked toward her and as I got closer to the barn, I heard odd noises, and what sounded like Billy’s voice, kind of in a demanding, somewhat demeaning way. I paused and walked away from Maryann and headed for the barn instead. When suddenly the noises became more real, and they sounded somewhat frightening, I began rushing up the path, I didn't like what I was hearing.  I quickly sprung the door open, there was Billy with his pants around his ankles and Devin was naked from the waist down, tied with bailing wire to one of the stall posts and Billy was butt fucking him with all intensity saying “Take that you fucking queer”……. “You want my dick up your fucking ass”?..... “Well here it is, you enjoying it”?....... “Boy…. You fucking little faggot boy”, Devin was in painful distress with a wad of rag stuffed so far in his mouth I was sure he couldn’t breathe, I think I detected his face turning from red to blue as he thrashed his head from side to side.  My immediate reaction was to pounce on Billy and grab him off of Devin, which would take all of my might. Now of the 3 of us, I was the smallest and Billy could easily kick my ass, and frankly I can’t believe Devin even got into that situation to begin with.  I know Devin can easily kick Billy’s ass, how the hell could this even happen? I Quickly grabbed or I should say, my adrenaline grabbed Billy by the waist and pulled him out of, and off of Devin’s ass, tossing him aside like a sack of potatoes, he immediately headed back toward me with vengeance.  Then I became aggressive and defensive. I turned toward him and he fell to the floor tripping over his pants, still around his ankles.  I approached him and began kicking him in his fucking balls with my boot heel, over and over again, I swear I was bound and determined to kill the mother fucker right there and then when Maryann who caught up to and followed me into the barn screamed “No. No. No. Tommy Please!” and stopped me.

With all that commotion Kevin suddenly came running in from outside when he heard something was awry, and his massive hulk image grabbed Billy off the floor and tossed him like a cartoon character across the barn knocking him unconscious as his head hit the wall.

Maryann had called the police, she had to, or Billy would have died. Knowing Devin and I were safe from that jerk, I jumped over to attend to Devin, whom was literally crying, I pulled the gag from his mouth, it was Devin’s own T-shirt and the entire thing was stuffed in his mouth. His wrists were bleeding from the wire cutting into them and I grabbed his jeans from the floor and attempted to somewhat cover him over as I freed him. Once loose he hugged me for dear life, as he gasped for breath and cried into my shoulder, saying he thought he was going to be killed. Suddenly my big hunk of man Devin was a shriveled, cowering, scared being, turning to me for protection. Suddenly I was his protector rather than him being mine. I so wanted to absorb any and all of his pain, I continued to embrace him with comforting whispers that it would be OK. But I felt his body shaking with fear of what just happened

The police came, and we all filed complaints, Devin relived the experience as he explained, they were working in the barn and he began complimenting Billy on the quantity and quality of his work. Billy made some sort of gay remark. Devin quickly squashed it by telling Billy that it was all because of him (Devin) that he was even hired, because I (Tommy) said no, in fact Devin was Billy’s biggest supporter. Then Billy said “Oh it’s because secretly you wanted me, like all the gay boys do”. Devin said “No I have no desire for you or your attitude, for that matter,” and the mood got testy. Billy then grabbed Devin’s wrists from behind and he had the wire already in his hands and before Devin realized what was happening, he wrapped it around Devin’s wrists tightly as he dragged him across the floor to wrap around the stall post, with that he yanked off Devin’s pants, Devin kicked and squirmed trying to escape. Billy undid his own and kneeled on Devin’s thighs and locked his legs over Devin’s lower legs effectively pinning him down. Devin began yelling and Billy ripped Devin’s T-shirt off and stuffed it deep into his mouth coking Devin, who at this point couldn’t even attempt to resist anymore, as he tried to breathe through his nose but wasn’t able to get enough air, almost ready to pass out. Then Billy slid his dick around Devin’s dick and balls poking at it asking why he wasn’t getting hard. Then he forced his legs together and up forcing Devin’s knees toward his face as he wrapped his hand and arm around them pinning his ankles into Billy’s shoulder, further compressing his stomach and lungs. Then Billy’s own legs spread further apart and he pushed his dick right up Devin’s ass missing the first couple of times, but once he was in, he just pounded away, Billy’s stomach busting  Devin’s balls as his abdomen met into his balls, that’s when I came in. 

The police took our statements and arrested a very groggy, in extreme pain, Billy Prescott, and put him in handcuffs. An ambulance was called and thankfully Devin’s wounds were superficial and the EMT's just bandaged him, as he refused to go to the hospital, but the ambulance took Billy to the hospital in handcuffs, and that jerk just boiled my blood as I watched in horror the ambulance pull away.

Maryann and Kevin and I walked Devin back to the house where after I made sure Devin was comfortable, I began to make supper and finally signed the paperwork that Maryann was still holding and then I sent her away in anger, and she hugged Devin, apologizing to him, and took off to the post office and home.

I turned around and realized that Big massive hulk Kevin was sitting on the couch with my Devin snuggled up against his encompassing body hugging Devin like a kid with his teddy bear. I suddenly felt jealous that my Devin was seeking comfort in Kevin rather than me, but was I being selfish?, heck he just been through hell.

I regretfully now, began ranting and raving about Billy, and why we shouldn’t have hired him in the first place, and basically blaming Devin, not realizing my selfishness in the fact Devin was already hurting and now feeling guilty on top of everything else. I realized after I said it, I needed to take it back, but it was too late. I wanted to go to him and hug him but Kevin was already comforting him so gently I just couldn’t.

Devin wouldn’t eat, after supper I offered to take him to a warm bath and he refused, he said he just wanted to go to his bed. Kevin and I walked him up and we turned to go into my room and he said “No” he wanted to sleep in his bed , yes the other twin bed in Kevin’s room. Now my guilt was overwhelming. For the first time I see Devin’s vulnerability and he was indeed broken. It was obvious to me now it was going to take time to get over this, and we may need outside help, Devin was indeed devastated by the event and I was too. This incident caused great despair between us all, as we all wanted to help, but didn’t really know how or what to do.

I called Dave and Josh that night and talked for hours in tears, they cried with me and offered to fly out tomorrow to try to help, but not knowing what to do, I refused their offer, and just needed their ears to talk things out, besides having 2 more people around might make things even worse.

The next morning Dave’s Dad dropped in on his way to work and asked if he could do anything and offered to drop everything if we needed and just call him. Once again he was our true friend. Dave’s mom also stopped and brought over some food, and Kevin and I and Maryann went to work what we tried to make a normal day.

Meanwhile Dave’s mom who insisted on staying, took some food up to Devin, and turns out took a long time talking with him. A few hours later she was helping Devin into her car, he was dressed and she drove up to the barn where Kevin and I were working and rolled down the window and said they were going for a ride, please don’t worry and we all had our phones. Turns out she ultimately on the ride, convinced Devin to go to the hospital that she volunteered at and to get checked out better than the EMT’s did yesterday , maybe they missed something, after all Devin refused to go also. They checked him out, gave him some meds mostly to help him relax and sleep and the doctor talked to him seriously in private and convinced him to see a psychologist and family counselor up on the 3rd floor. Later that afternoon we got a call from Dave’s mom asking if we could join them, Kevin and I dropped everything and headed up to the hospital. I hated that hospital, I lost 2 loved ones there in the last year, and those sanitary hallways and smells brought all those memories flooding back, But I needed to do this for Devin.

We met with the counselors, and talked very openly and aired out a lot of things, things we all thought and knew but together we addressed them. Devin began by apologizing to Kevin and I for being responsible for bringing Billy into our lives, and we both replied that we all agreed on it and we were sorry he had to go through that. Devin interrupted by saying No and I want to thank you for rescuing me, both of you, I’m sure he would have permanently injured me if he didn’t kill me. Billy was a mad man, I don’t know where it all came from. We talked for what seemed hours and the old Devin seemed to be coming back a little. By the time we were ready to leave, the Doctors set up appointments for him to come back as well as either or both Kevin and me.  Dave’s mom insisted and she took us all to the diner for dinner before we headed home. We all seemed much more relieved, and frankly accepted the violation, it didn’t fix things but it was a start. I finally thought we could possibly overcome it now where as last night I didn’t think it was possible.

In the diner many people came by our table (something we didn’t need) but needless to say another small town trait. It soon was obvious the diner was abuzz with the incident, slightly embarrassing Devin, as the stares were evident. The waitress, who knew us in passing, told us that Billy’s Dad Mr. Prescott resigned from the town supervisor position this morning and stepped down from the chamber of commerce as well. It seems his sons arrest and his stance on the dude ranch, and us hiring his son despite it all. Everyone also found out that Billy admitted to breaking into Dave’s dads store when he gave his statement to the police last night. Suddenly the entire conservative Midwestern church going town was in full support of us and our business as many offered to help in any way possible.

While I still wish it hadn’t ever happened, it seems some good was going to come out of it, although the guilt was overwhelming, that’s what it took to rally the town against corrupt politicians and their entitled way of life. It’s just that Devin of all people didn’t deserve what he got. I wouldn’t have wished that on my worst enemy. I thought back and wondered if Kevin and Maryann didn’t stop me by knocking Billy out and calling the police, just how far I would have gone that afternoon, I’m fairly sure Billy won’t be needing his balls anytime soon, and deep down I hope some prisoner dry fucks him worse than he did Devin every waking hour of his remaining life. YES I am one pissed off bastard, but these thoughts I kept to myself.

After dinner Devin stood and gave Dave’s mom a hug and we got in our truck as she left in her car. We tried to lighten the mood a bit by our small talk, nothing to do with work. Devin got out of the truck and the two of us met in front and he held me in a bear hug for dear life once again saying “Thank You” I tried to hold back but quickly broke into tears, and could only reply “I’m so sorry” and kissed his neck.

We got inside, looked over his meds and the various instructions, Kevin and I took him upstairs to bed and tonight he led us to my (our) room. I gave him the pills he was supposed to take, laid some out for the morning and Kevin and I went to go downstairs to let Devin sleep. Devin longingly looked at me as I turned and extended his hand for me to please join him in bed, so Kevin left saying I’m across the hall should you need me. I thanked him and stripped down to my underwear and Joined Devin in bed. He snuggled right up to me and we wound up with me spooning him, almost as if I was protecting his asshole from any predator, he relaxed as I massaged his t-shirt covered chest, and he was cooing like a cat. I was convinced it would be a long time before anything sexual will happen between us again, but I was fine with that. I was just glad Devin was in my bed and I had his warm body close to mine. I was willing to wait as long as I had to for him to accept any kind of sex again, only deep down hoping he would.

In the morning Devin insisted on going out to work after my disapproval and he convinced me with those dimples and blue eyes he need to get back to normal as soon as possible and even cracked a joke that he didn’t ever want to lose me to Kevin. I knew he was joking but the fact he even mentioned it told me he was concerned with his mental and sexual state and the healing he had in front of him. I assured him he wasn’t ever going to lose me, in fact he was stuck with me and he’d better accept that as fact. He worked a lighter than normal day and began fiddling around the old farmhouse, he wanted to begin “His” project the Dude Ranch.

Days and weeks passed, things began to return to normal, I went on to search for more help. Devin was wrapped up in the Dude ranch conversion and Kevin and I left him to him self helping on occasion, he was breaking his back on the project and going at it, he was determined to have it open and running by spring.

Thanksgiving was approaching and we all went to Dave’s Parents house where we enjoyed our first real holiday together. We spoke to Dave and Josh and Josh’s parents at their thanksgiving via video call. We joked and played games.

Things were returning to normal, that is, except for any affectionate sex between Devin and I. We seemed to be content in each other’s arms at night and we kiss each other and hug a lot, but I am patient. Devin has seen the doctors and we’ve even both joined him on occasion. We attended the county court for Billy’s sentencing where he pleaded guilty. We saw that asshole one last time, as well as his dad. His dad was right Billy was a looser, who disgraced his family. He got sentenced to aggravated assault, Rape, breaking and entering, arson, larceny, amongst other things, the judge reprimanded him, and then asked for a victim impact statement. To my surprise Devin stood and let it all out reliving every last moment as he began to break down in tears I (still sitting) hugged him around his waist that probably gave him the strength to finish. I wasn’t ever prepared for this. I glanced at the others in the room who were horrified and Bill’s dad dropped his head in tears as I watched his shoulders bob up and down as Billy’s mom consoled her husband. After the sentencing Billy was led from the court handcuffed behind his back as he looked directly at Devin and me and managed to flip us the finger as he left. His dad saw that and told him to rot in hell. I thank god I don’t ever have to try to forgive Billy now. And sadly I never will.

That night in bed, after about an hour Devin spooned me for the first time in a long, long time. He reached around and stroked my tummy and then my swelling dick through my sleep pants, he was just stroking me, but it was something, I twisted my head toward him and kissed him and he kissed back. I reached a very rapid orgasm and when I was done he just held my dick in my cum covered pants all night. I slept like a baby the happiest I’d been in several weeks, turns out it was Devin’s best sleep too and he never took his meds that night and stopped them completely thereafter.

The road to recovery from this is long and hard and it affects more than just the victim, family and friends, as well as the predator and their family as well. This was a harsh chapter for me to write and I really hated every part of causing grief and turmoil to the characters, well that is except for Billy.

Note: as my own summer draws to an end, I will be on vacation for the next week, as will my story, but I will be back fresh with a few new chapters, and a quick teaser here, the boys are anticipating Christmas and Dave and Josh’s annual visit comes in the next chapter (but I haven’t even started it yet, who knows where it will go) new coworkers need to be hired and spring is on its way will the dude ranch be up and running? I was going to make this a cliff hanger but since you all have to wait a bit longer for the next chapter I shortened it into one. I'll be back soon. Thank you all so much for reading and your kind support! DJFM